john sensele

Sorry my sweet sister,
I ditched my duty
And trusted trickster
To brandish my booty.

Sorry, sister, I sacrificed children;
Sorry, I left a lighted candle
Inside your igloo when
Hazard children couldn't handle.

Stupidity spanked my better
Judgment and juggled my base urge;
Sorry I caused the callous matter
That family now needs to purge.

Would I blame a hormone
For my rash decision
To rush for testosterone
And invite derision?

Fire axed children to ashes
Because I trekked to my tryst
And ignored the blushes
Now caused by a beast.